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Yuhh Video (MV)




Performed By: Luh Soldier
Length: 3:27
Written by: Luh Soldier




Luh Soldier - Yuhh Lyrics




Hook: Titties hanging out the glizzy bro go watch the door I'm finna write a song I'm trying to run up all the benjis struggle to succeed I put my niggas on Loyalty run through my blood if I call you my nigga then it's right or wrong Never let the money blind you stay up on your mission keep one in the dome
Verse 1: You know I gotta keep a ski I'm ready for whatever talking about whenever Aint shit I'll handle that little pressure bitch can meet the reverend I'ma have to bless you Mister put your ass up on a stretcher Slangin K cause that's my favorite letter Little bitch will know that we some soldiers better stay correct cause I'm the one to check ya Acting like a pringle put that pressure on him they gon lay him down I'm kickin big shit with you idols applying that pressure with a hundred rounds Double cupping now I'm leaning bitch I'm feeling jazzy talking to the demons Niggas faker than a bitch I had to cut them out they changing with the seasons I'm really smoking rapper weed a nigga really out here really making music Remember kicking corner stores and clutching on that fine that used to call me stupid
Hook: Titties hanging out the glizzy bro go watch the door I'm finna write a song I'm trying to run up all the benjis struggle to succeed I put my niggas on Loyalty run through my blood if I call you my nigga then it's right or wrong Never let the money blind you stay up on your mission keep one in the dome
Verse 2: Whenever however whatever you know I don't care aint nothing to the younging Little nigga capping off of Soldier bitch that nigga trippin he must be a dummy Two two three's through his tummy I'll wrap his ass just like a mummy Pull up on whoever you with with the tech and the drop man this shit will get muddy Soldier life I got it on me yeah you got that fiber nigga you a actor Finessing just to get a combo crazy where were you back when I was trappin Choppa holsted in the back and yeah that nigga chillin waiting for some drama They own about a hundred guns we walk around with choppas that can hold a hundred I might pull up on him in a foreign Play it off then I get to scoring Don't think that I'ma let you slide Cause I'ma wack a nigga leave him for the morning I'm moving out a couple spots and yeah I'm with the gang little nigga thats fasho Little nigga asking for apart of mine that shit excitement me you don't want smoke for real
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Hook: Titties hanging out the glizzy bro go watch the door I'm finna write a song I'm trying to run up all the benjis struggle to succeed I put my niggas on Loyalty run through my blood if I call you my nigga then it's right or wrong Never let the money blind you stay up on your mission keep one in the dome
Verse 1: You know I gotta keep a ski I'm ready for whatever talking about whenever Aint shit I'll handle that little pressure bitch can meet the reverend I'ma have to bless you Mister put your ass up on a stretcher Slangin K cause that's my favorite letter Little bitch will know that we some soldiers better stay correct cause I'm the one to check ya Acting like a pringle put that pressure on him they gon lay him down I'm kickin big shit with you idols applying that pressure with a hundred rounds Double cupping now I'm leaning bitch I'm feeling jazzy talking to the demons Niggas faker than a bitch I had to cut them out they changing with the seasons I'm really smoking rapper weed a nigga really out here really making music Remember kicking corner stores and clutching on that fine that used to call me stupid
Hook: Titties hanging out the glizzy bro go watch the door I'm finna write a song I'm trying to run up all the benjis struggle to succeed I put my niggas on Loyalty run through my blood if I call you my nigga then it's right or wrong Never let the money blind you stay up on your mission keep one in the dome
Verse 2: Whenever however whatever you know I don't care aint nothing to the younging Little nigga capping off of Soldier bitch that nigga trippin he must be a dummy Two two three's through his tummy I'll wrap his ass just like a mummy Pull up on whoever you with with the tech and the drop man this shit will get muddy Soldier life I got it on me yeah you got that fiber nigga you a actor Finessing just to get a combo crazy where were you back when I was trappin Choppa holsted in the back and yeah that nigga chillin waiting for some drama They own about a hundred guns we walk around with choppas that can hold a hundred I might pull up on him in a foreign Play it off then I get to scoring Don't think that I'ma let you slide Cause I'ma wack a nigga leave him for the morning I'm moving out a couple spots and yeah I'm with the gang little nigga thats fasho Little nigga asking for apart of mine that shit excitement me you don't want smoke for real
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